new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Déjà vu
My god every time
He reached for the sky
To be saved, he was plumb
Gone over the edge before
He knew what hit him.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Reaper
Hell, we all know you
Cut a mean, wide swath but
Before you get carried away
With all that useless fodder,
Don't tell anybody anything
That can be used against you
Till your dying day.
Cut a mean, wide swath but
Before you get carried away
With all that useless fodder,
Don't tell anybody anything
That can be used against you
Till your dying day.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
The Poet as Archaeologist
This man smiles at the coming of autumn,
The silence of cicadas makes him laugh;
even the wind-scatter of leaves pleases him.
Tired of digging in, he is digging out
from under the ruins of his measured words,
while his ancestors, having escaped him,
turn round and smile at the distance between.
(from Sentences, 1976)
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
D=O=G=G=E=R=E=L
bending
meaning over
backwards
mongrels vow
to screw
the purebred language
bitches
bow
a posteriori
wow.
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
meaning over
backwards
mongrels vow
to screw
the purebred language
bitches
bow
a posteriori
wow.
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
Friday, September 11, 2009
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